Chapter 73: Cock crowing for nine days?

Hearing this dissatisfaction, the audience suddenly fell silent.
The eldest prince felt comfortable, but at this moment he put on a serious look and rebuked: "Wang Honghua, the result of this judgment is determined by the fairy. Where did you come from?"
"It's reckless to go back to the prince," Wang Honghua folded his fist and bowed, "Fairy is the painter. This judgment is made by the fairy. How can you question it. It's just that the other scrolls are fine, but this stickman's scroll is again Fortunately, I haven't seen it for so long after watching it. Not just me, I believe everyone present has the same doubts as me. Please explain this to the fairy."
The eldest prince looked at Fairy Yaoguang and said, "Fairy, I don't know what is so good about this stickman. Since some people questioned, there must be a way to solve everyone's doubts."
Fairy Yaoguang snorted coldly in his heart, judging how he likes to judge. This Wang Honghua really didn't know what was good or bad, if it wasn't for the face of the prince, he would have been slapped and slapped.
As for what is so good about this stickman, how do I know it, anyway, as long as it comes from that man, it feels particularly interesting.
But after thinking about it, I didn’t have a good reason to make up, and seeing everyone’s eyes on him, Fairy Yaoguang was silent for a moment and said:
This painting has a far-reaching artistic conception. I can’t say much about it. It’s better to let Mr. He Dong directly. Can you solve your doubts?"
"Very good!"
After the eldest prince responded, he looked directly at Yang Lin, "Then let the author of the original painting explain to everyone the brilliance of this painting."
This is the same as throwing a hydrangea, but it is thrown into Yang Lin's hands.
Although Yang Lin blushed a little, he felt that Fairy Yaoguang was really a good person, and even a stick figure could pass the judgment, and his affection for her greatly increased. Now in this situation, how can I not let the other party be embarrassed because he is not? With such a turn of thought, he suddenly had an idea in his heart.
"Everyone, Shaoan, don't worry, I Yang Hedong, now I will help everyone out!"
Yang Lin strode forward and stood in front of his stickman, feeling more embarrassed in his heart, but now is not the time for stage fright. Everyone gave it to myself, and I couldn't live up to Fairy Yaoguang's expectations anyway, although I couldn't guess why I passed it.
"I am really flattered to be able to advance this time. Here, I would like to thank Fairy Yaoguang for his insight and knowledge and the support of everyone present."
Originally, it was Wang Honghua who first questioned him, but he was the imperial horse of the great prince, but now that Yang Lin can be selected for this bad work, how can I be convinced in my heart.
"Shu Wang is short-sighted, this picture really doesn't understand what it wants to express, Mr. Hedong, please clarify!"
"Don't worry, don't worry, Yang Hedong, I must first explain a new definition to everyone!"
New definition?
Everyone looked at each other. Does painting also need to be defined?
"In fact, it's like this. There are many kinds of painting stuff. For example, craftism, newism, impressionism, naiveism, naturalism, neoclassicism, post-impressionism, realism, romanticism, etc. Etc. As for the ink paintings drawn by everyone on the scene, they are actually very broad and profound, such as flower and bird painting, landscape painting, and figure painting. In terms of techniques, they are divided into ink painting, white line drawing, meticulous painting, freehand painting, small freehand painting, large freehand painting, Re-color painting is divided into many factions with their own characteristics!"
Yang Lin had just spoken, and he was shocked by everyone present. She didn't understand what she said, although she didn't understand, but she still thought it was very powerful.
Wang Honghua didn't understand either. He didn't know the various ways of painting, he just thought Yang Lin's paintings were too bad!
"Mr.'s words are too profound, Wang just wants to understand the wiseness of this stickman, please focus on the details!"
"Look at you, what do you have to do in such a hurry, what does this stickman of mine say, it is actually the pinnacle of abstraction!"
Wang Honghua almost scolded Nvliang in his heart. My peak is your sister, a big watermelon. It is obviously the next graffiti. No, even the hand-painted graffiti is a hundred times better than this. Even if a three-year-old child paints, it is definitely a hundred times better than this one.
Yang Lin said with emotion: "Actually, in my opinion, no matter how subdivided this painting is, it can be completely attributed to two types, one type of realism and one type of abstraction. You are all realism, but I am abstract. Don’t say I’m arrogant, just this brother, you don’t understand the essence of my painting. If you want to have my painting skills, you must practice hard for another two hundred years!"
Wang Honghua's face flushed, "Your mouth full of nonsense, it's obviously rotten..."
"You are questioning Fairy Yaoguang's vision. If you say this painting is bad, you are insulting Fairy Yaoguang!"
Wang Honghua was frightened, and hurriedly fisted Fairy Yaoguang and pleaded guilty: "Fairy is on the top, the villain has absolutely no meaning in this respect!"
Fairy Yaoguang blushed slightly, waved her hand, and motioned to ignore her. It was selfishness to make Yang Lin advance, but she didn't want the eyes of the audience to stare at her now, otherwise there would be an inexplicable shame in her heart.
Yang Lin now cracked his mouth open, revealing his mouth full of white teeth and said, "I don't know this brother, which of these ten paintings is your masterpiece?"
When Wang Honghua heard this, his joystick straightened up a lot, "The third picture, Fengming Nine Heavens!"
As soon as his voice fell, it really attracted the attention of many people present.
If you want to say that the phoenix ming nine days, it is really amazing, not to mention the vividness, plus the aura on the picture scroll, this phoenix is ​​almost alive and out of the picture scroll. Although the others are fans of Yang Lin, at this moment, they all feel that Wang Honghua's painting skills are indeed amazing. It is not an exaggeration to call it the capital of this list.
Yang Lin is the same. He admires this painting very much, but he can't say anything about it.
This guy is now diametrically opposed to himself, saying that he is good is to belittle himself, and Fairy Yaoguang can't survive.
Thinking of this, Yang Lin put on a dignified look: "In general, this painting is barely visible, but in my opinion, where is the phoenix, is it a pheasant? The crows for nine days?"
"You...you presumptuous!" Wang Honghua said furiously: "I don't know what your doctrines and doctrines are, and I don't know what realism or abstraction is, but I know that the highest state of painting art is to allow paintings to break through the limits of scrolls. Only in this way can it prove the skill of a painter!"
Yang Lin pretended to cough slightly and said: "You and I have different ideas, so you can't see that my masterpiece is good and normal. After all, the aesthetic point of view is different. So I said, you don't have to grab my painting. Let it go, the field is different, and explain why you don’t listen."
"You are sophistry!"
Regarding Yang Lin's behavior, Wang Honghua was extremely angry. This guy was completely holding Fairy Yaoguang's feathers as an arrow.
It was also too angry in his heart, and saw his hand touch his picture scroll, and suddenly, the situation appeared to shock the audience!